With apologies to David Letterman.
- This morning, I spotted a dude in Midtown wearing his Boston Red Sox cap. His buddy was decked out in Alabama Crimson Tide cap and t-shirt. Now, maybe these guys were vising from Framingham. More likely they’re from Gadsden or somewhere else in the Heart of Dixie. But, of course, the most insufferable bandwagon in sports history knows no geographic boundaries, so you can’t spend a half hour anywhere in America and not see some jackass in a red sox cap. We’ll let longtime Office reader, East Point native and Braves fan Pat Sullivan pick up the story: “I knew that Red Sox ‘front-runnerism’ had gotten out of hand when I saw a house down in Newnan with a Confederate flag and a Red Sox flag hanging side by side.